Outside You Caigao's residence, Feng Liu clenched his teeth, his face twisted with hatred. Gu Ran! The You Clan completely overshadows my Feng Clan!
You barely survived your fight with us. Against the You Clan, you don't stand a chance!
I can't wait to see the despair on your face when you realize it!
His fists tightened, his nails digging into the still unhealed wounds on his palms.
Just then, a voice rang out behind him, full of arrogance and ease. "Feng Liu! This young master has already located our target! We work fast, don't we?"
A tall figure appeared behind him.
The young man was slightly stout, with pale skin and an air of wealth and leisure. His aura marked him as a cultivator at the Late-stage Heavenly Origin realm—a prodigy for his age.
"Of course, it's quick!" Feng Liu immediately forced a smile and replied in a flattering tone, "With Young Master You leading us, how could it be anything else?"
